Many lovely memories I have of Tony. One of them was when he was sat outside the front door admiring the garden in the sunshine when a baby bird landed on his head. He couldn't move for ages. I don't know who was more stunned him or the bird! He so loved nature and to us it was a happy event. I smile thinking back on it.

There for us …. until taken away too soon. Missing you always.

My wonderful parents just happy childhood memories picnics were a great day out for us . They always showed us so much love always miss you both so much

One year on , 17th July , we lost our beautiful daughter and sister, Fiona.

Mum and Dad loved gardening before they became ill. Remembering them with wild flowers is perfect. Thank you.

Holidaying in Weston Super Mare

My wonderful brave father who I miss so much and still worry about , my guide in life and protector .x

In Memory of my mum who sadly passed in 2011. She will be forever in our hearts & thoughts always.

Ray loved his garden, spending all his spare time tending to his plants, watching them established over the years. He passed away in November 2020 from a brain tumour age 57. I am trying my best to carry on his great work in the garden, and to enjoy the beauty of colour and life this time of year brings.

My amazing grandma and great grandma always loved to be put in the garden. Weather it would be picking up the weeds, or planting shrubs, they were always busy and so very proud of their gardens. When my grandma passed away, I took cuttings from some of their plants and I am growing them to this day.

My dad got poorly really quickly and unexpectedly and so it was a real shock to everyone. I had never lost anyone and struggled to deal with what was happening. I credit the staff at St Barnabas with helping me get through that difficult time. Not only was the care and dignity they provided to my Dad of the highest standard, they made sure that myself, my Mum and my brother were ok and when I wasn't did everything they could to help me understand. I'll never be able to say enough thank yous.

My beloved mum and sister

When the swifts arrive in June, they always bring back memories of my Mums last summer. They would screech and swoop around the garden, and she loved them.

Tracey spent her last days at Lincoln Hospice and I used to get very upset when I had to leave her each day until 1 day one of the nurses saw how distressed I was when I was getting ready to go home and asked if I would want to stay the night which I jumped at the chance, they said it would have to be 2 beds pushed together in a small room for now as there were only women in the Hospice. The nurses were wonderful and some stayed after their shift to arrange it !!
I ended up staying with Tracey for the last 11 days and nights of her life and cannot thank them enough for their compassion and love they gave ❤

They both cared about me and showed me so much love. They would have done anything for me. They wanted me to be happy. I miss them every day and I want to share the love I still feel for them through these beautiful wildflower seeds.

I am sowing these seeds in memory of my lovely Mum, Mary Evans, who sadly passed away on this day (July 28th) last year. She is deeply missed. ???? xx

I still miss grandma very much and think of her every day. She was an amazing lady.

Dad loved his garden and was never happier than when he was working there.

In memory of a lovely caring and brave Wife, Mum and Nanny. We all miss you.

I’ll sit and watch this blossom in my garden and remember my Pops as always but even more so as he always wanted a wildflower garden. This will be so special to me for forever. Thanks again St Barnabas for giving us something to look at something and remember our loved ones. I’ll be forever grateful of the love and support you give to patients and there families x

Mike was the most incredible man in so many ways. He was kind and caring funny and always himself. He was always smiling no matter what hardships he was going through. He suffered so much with his health but you would never know. He is missed by so many but most of all me, his wife my life will never be the same.

Patrick loved his garden. He had fond memories of 'back in the day' when seeing wild flowers everywhere was the norm.